"What the Taoist Master means is that he is not a human being. [Read full text]" Xiao Mufeng thought for a moment and said, "Could it be a ghost?"
"No." Taoist Master Bai Mi shook his head and said, "I have no way of knowing the relationship between him and Master Mingjing. It is just recorded in the ancient book that this immortal did not come from heaven or from the human world. , but come down from the ground.”
"Underground." It was also the first time that Liu Hua heard the Taoist priest from Mingjingguan talk about the origin of the nameless immortal. He was also curious, "Could it be that this immortal came from the King of Hell?"
Taoist Master Bai Mi still shook his head and said: "It has nothing to do with the King of Hell. It is a god or a ghost. There is no record in ancient books, and even a poor Taoist dare not speculate in vain."
Since even Taoist Master Bai Mi doesn't know about it, everyone is even more clueless. Instead of talking nonsense here, it's better not to say anything.
In Mingjing Temple, in addition to the palace buildings inside, because it is located on the top of the mountain, there are also some mountain scenery. Accompanied by Taoist Master Bai Mi, the five of them had a great time shopping, and were particularly impressed by the Cloud Observation Platform.
Watching quietly in the night is quite interesting, but we have to get up early tomorrow to go down the mountain. After dinner, everyone just walked around outside and went back to their rooms to rest early.
That night, Chen Feifan fell asleep quickly. . . .
"Little friend! Little friend!"
In a daze, Chen Feifan seemed to hear someone calling softly in his ear. He quickly opened his eyes and got off the bed, only to see a person standing in front of him, but his face could not be seen clearly.
"Your Excellency, is...?" Chen Feifan blinked, but he still couldn't see the man's face clearly.
"Little friend, please come with me." The man did not answer, but turned around and left.
For some reason, Chen Feifan didn't think too much or ask any questions. Instead, he followed the man and walked forward.
After taking a few steps forward, Chen Feifan found that there was something that looked like fog, but not fog, or clouds, blocking his way. However, the man didn't have the slightest concern, and stepped forward into the area temporarily called "clouds and mist." middle.
Chen Feifan only hesitated for a moment, then followed the man into the clouds. The hazy feeling made him feel a little uncomfortable, but since he came in, he could only follow the person in front and walk straight forward.
He didn't know how long he had been walking. After coming out of the clouds and mist, he found that the surrounding environment was a bit strange. Although he could see clearly and it was not as hazy as before, he still couldn't tell whether it was a room or a field, because there was no other color except white.
At this time, the man stopped, turned around, faced Chen Feifan and said, "Little friend, since you and I are destined, I will do you a favor here."
When the man turned around, Chen Feifan was surprised. His originally blurry face became extremely clear now. The man was a man, with a handsome face and no beard. What was strange was that there was an eye open on his forehead. The man had three eyes in total. They are no different from the nameless gods in the Bafu Palace.
"Who is your Excellency?" Chen Feifan touched the phantom spirit sword on his waist. Fortunately, the sword was still there, which made him feel at ease.
"Little friend, don't be afraid." The man closed the eye on his forehead, and then said with a smile: "My little friend and I are destined, so I'm here to help you."
"Destined?"
"Is that the Phantom Spirit Sword?" the man asked.
"Exactly."
"I don't know what to call my little friend?"
"This is Chen Feifei."
"Chen Feifan." The man laughed and said, "Just call me Wuwu."
"Wuwang?"
"That's not my real name."
Wuwang didn't want to reveal his real name, and Chen Feifan didn't force it. Instead, he asked another doubt in his heart: "Is the senior the nameless immortal in the Bafu Palace?"
"Unknown god? Haha, that's interesting. Mingjing's disciples are really good at naming people casually." Wuwang said to himself.
"Senior Wuwu." Chen Feifan reminded softly.
Wuwang nodded and said, "Yes, the nameless god they are talking about is me."
"Where am I?" Chen Feifan only realized how weird all this was at this moment.
"Little friend." Wuwang still smiled, "Don't panic, this is a realm, not a dream."
"Jing?" Chen Feifan didn't understand what he was talking about.
"The so-called realm cannot be understood in two or three sentences. All you need to know is that I pulled you out of your dream and then brought you to this 'realm'."
Wuwang didn't want to say it, but Chen Feifan didn't feel anything at all. He just felt that he was in this situation and felt peaceful in his heart.
"Senior, why do we meet here?"
"It's a long story, just think that you and I are destined."
"It's fate." Chen Feifei was really happy that he could meet the gods enshrined in the Bafu Palace. "Senior, why do you know that what I am holding is the Phantom Spirit Sword?"
"Ni Yun and I have competed several times before, how could we not know this? By the way, Ni Yun has a title called Sword King."
"Sword Emperor?" Chen Feifan tried his best to recall that Taoist Master Xiukong once mentioned that the handed down sword techniques he learned were indeed passed down from an ancient sword emperor.
"Since you are Niyun's successor, I will try your skills first." After Wuwu said that, he shook his right hand, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand out of thin air.
Chen Feifan also hurriedly pulled out the Phantom Spirit Sword. He knew that with his own strength, he couldn't be Wuwu's opponent, but he still couldn't help but get excited.
"Use all your strength!" Wuwang said.
The Linggang Sword Qi all over his body and the ease Qi in his Dantian, under the full force of Chen Feifan, caused the sword to emit colorful light once again.
